If one does not understand the usefulness of the useless and the uselessness of the useful, one cannot understand art.

Only the ephemeral is of lasting value.

I long for solitude and yet I cannot stand it.

Childhood is over the moment things are no longer astonishing.

A person who has not completely lost the memory of paradise, even though it is a faint one, will suffer endlessly. He will feel the call of the essential world, will hear the voice that comes from so far away that one cannot find out where it comes from, a voice that cannot guide him.

To become conscious of what is horrifying and to laugh at it is to become master of that which is horrifying

The more I try to explain myself, the less I understand myself.